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C J Dennis - Cooked
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What`s the use?
   Give it best;
Cut her loose;
   Have a rest.
Hope is dead;
   Gloom collects,
Nuff is said -
      Cook objects.


Moth and rust
   Hither lurk;
All is bust,
   Knock off work.
Nation`s great
   Architects,
Clean the slate;
      Cook objects.


Oh the schemes
   That we planned!
Dreaming dreams
   For the land.
All in vain.
   Hope neglects 
To remain;
     Cook objects.


Navy; what?
   Army too?
Blessed rot;
   All is blue.
It`s all one
   Who protects.
Drop your gun;
      Cook objects.


Let her rip,
   All is up.
Have to sip
   Bitter cup.
Tear your hair
   Woe connects
With despair,
      Cook objects.


Fellow Aust-
   Ralians,
Trouble`s crossed
   All our plans.
Seek the tomb;
   Fate selects
Us for doom.
      Cook objects.


Death marks us
   For his own.
(Grisly cuss.)
   Our head-tone,
With a laugh,
   He erects.
Epitaph -
      "Cook objects."


Drop a tear;
   Heave a sigh;
End is near;
   Say goodbye.
Sell up home
   And effects.
(Dismal pome)
   Cook objects.
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